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Post by cade on Aug 25, 2007 22:36:41 GMT -5
That's me as well. I'll do clubs, but I prefer a more personable setting. Supermarkets are nice places to meet women. ;D
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Post by xwa on Aug 25, 2007 22:43:05 GMT -5
I've never once met a woman in a supermarket, knowing my luck, I'd walk up to a woman, in the melon isle and comment "nice melons" as to the ones she's holding.
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Post by cade on Aug 25, 2007 22:45:12 GMT -5
LMAO!!! Just turn and walk away at that point.
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Post by xwa on Aug 25, 2007 22:59:02 GMT -5
Yea, I know. I just figure that's something I would end up doing
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Post by Shawn Hollywood on Aug 25, 2007 23:08:48 GMT -5
That's me as well. I'll do clubs, but I prefer a more personable setting. Supermarkets are nice places to meet women. ;D MILF hunter? |
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Post by xwa on Aug 25, 2007 23:11:25 GMT -5
Milfs are good...if they're hot
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Post by aimi on Aug 25, 2007 23:13:41 GMT -5
Hence the term MILF? I mean... a mom ain't a MILF unless she's hot... its a no brainer.
and eh... well... I suppose I should read up on this stuff so when I am actually old enough to ENTER a club I don't mess up... Keep up the Info fellas XD
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Post by xwa on Aug 25, 2007 23:14:52 GMT -5
Well, there's some milf's that aren't hot to others that are to others...if that makes sense....
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Post by Thr33XWA on Aug 25, 2007 23:15:28 GMT -5
I think it would would a nice idea if our female contingent could add some pearls of wisdom on what THEY look for and what they look out for. Ladies?
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Post by xwa on Aug 25, 2007 23:19:37 GMT -5
If any of you say "no gut" I'mma shoot myself...
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Post by dru on Aug 25, 2007 23:47:11 GMT -5
LMAO!!!
I literally laughed out loud from that one.
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Post by lis on Aug 25, 2007 23:56:39 GMT -5
Allow me to share the story.  I was out with two of my friends, and naturally I was the target of every guy who laid eyes on me. It was a Saturday night, and like 90 degrees in the city, so in the club it was even hotter. Anyway, my two friends are off on the dance floor with these two dude, one of them has her tongue down this guys throat, looool. One of the girls that worked there comes up to me and asks if I'd sign up for the "Sexy Singles Auction" they do on Saturdays. So me being me, I sign up thinking if ANYTHING I'll at least get a free VIP pass from it, and maybe even meet a decent guy. So 2am rolls around, and they start the show up in the "Grand Ballroom" (That's the biggest dancefloor in the building, where they play the club music). I'm not even gonna get into what I was wearing. NYC, +90 degrees in the club, use your imagination. Anyway, the bidding starts and I end up going for like $740. Keep in mind they start the bidding at $10. So it went on for a MINUTE. By $300 it was between this older Caucasian gentlemen and a younger Caucasian guy who was obviously with his people. So the older guy ends up winning, and what you get is entrance in to the VIP lounge, free Champagne, a lifetime VIP pass and all kinds of other crap. So we're in the VIP section, and this guy couldn't take his eyes off my chest. I mean, when he spoke to me, he'd look me in the eye, but then when I talked, he's be waist deep in my chest. At first I was like "Ok, I AM wearing a tight fitting top". Then it started getting a little annoying. So this guy is telling me how he's the executive that works for Conde-Nast, which must have been true with all the cash he was spending. But the bottom line was I wasn't feeling this guy, but I'm not a rude person, so I at least wanted to enjoy myself. So a few minutes roll by, and of all the people to walk by where me and this guy was sitting, it was Oz, who I'd saw downstairs in the part of the club they call "The Basement" (Where they play the hip hop/Dance Hall). Down there, he greeted the Dj and some of the bouncers, which tipped me off that he was a regular. He got on the dance floor and did his thing. And ladies, we ALL know that a guy who can dance can usually do other stuff as well. Anyway, he comes into the VIP and goes to the bar. I figure since he knows people, he's obviously a VIP. So as he turns around from the bar, we make eye contact, and he gave me a smug little smile. One of those "I KNOW you can do better then that guy" smiles. For any of you that know Oz on ANY kind of level, you know he's a cocky son of a bitch. But it's not that annoying, overbearing cockiness. It's the "I've got everything under control" cockiness. Being a bad boy without be a "thug" (I hate thugs). So he sits not to far from where I was. He drinks his drink, dances with a few other girls, hangs with some of the other regulars he knows that goes there. But all the while he'd glance over to me once in a while and smile. It was bugging me because Oz was cute as hell and had all these half drunk girls hanging all over him, Pimpin' it up (Bastard), and I'm stuck with the old guy perving my chest. So twenty or so minutes go by, and the older guy is pretty much trying to make his move. He comes at me with the "let's get outta here" line. But I told him that I came with friends and I didn't want to leave them behind. Of course by then both those ho's had ditched me already, lol. So I get the guy to get away with just my number and took a few pics with him...  (Do I look a bit grossed out in this one???) ...and he FINALLY took his leave. (On a side note, the guy only called me once, so I guess he got the message that I wasn't interested.) So the old guy was gone, but the problem was SO WAS OZ. Him and his people bolted from the VIP section. So I was pretty bumbed. So I said what hell, I may as well enjoy the rest of the night, so I go down to the grand ballroom. It's past 3am now, and the DJ is playing the really dark sounding stuff. the place is full of smoke and people pressed against each other. Of towards the front stage, there are guys doing there thing with glo-sticks. And sure enough, guess who one of them was. I'm not bull shitting any of you when I say my heart skipped a beat when I saw him again. I waited for him to finish doing his thing (I think his brother can confirm he can dance his ass off, and can work some glo-sticks as well) before walking up to him and tapping him on the shoulder. When he turned around he just smiled at me again, took me by the hand and we went off to the side stage where there are tables and stuff. He cracked his little jokes about the older guy, but he was sweet. And he pretty much wreaked of confidence. After I'll say ten minutes of chatting, it was about time for me to get going, so he decided he'd do the same. I live not to far from Webster Hall (Maybe 7-8 blocks), so Oz offered to walk me home. We get to the front door of my apartment building, and I give him my phone numbers (Cell phone & home phone), and HE steps up and gives me a kiss on the forehead (Not cheek, forehead, which I thought was sweet) and goes on his way. I heard from him again 2 days later (A day after the old guy called me) and we set up our first official "date", which was to go see Knocked Up of all movies, lol. The rest we're still playing by ear. But the fact that he's confident, not afraid to take risk and CERTAINLY not timid is one of the biggest things I love about him. Plus he makes me laugh my fucking ass off with some of the whigged out jokes he comes up with(Again, I'm betting 3x can attest to his warped sense of humor). The moral of the story, confidence is SEXY. 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Post by dru on Aug 26, 2007 0:09:36 GMT -5
Damn youz woman, I told you NOT IN PUBLIC!!! Now I gotta hit you... And do recall I was especially my usual "Arrogant" self that night. That's what a few shots of Vodka will do to you...lol. At first I was just being playful, but then when you'd look back over to me while home boy was goin on about whatever the hell he was goin on about, I started to get the idea. But honestly, when I spotted you two exchanging numbers, I figured that was as far as it'd go. That's when I bounced. Who knew you'd find me again, but I'm sure as hell glad you did. And to be honest, I think I kissed your forehead because I missed your lips...LMAO. Seriously though, you've got a cute forehead, so I said what the hell. I like being "Abstract". |
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Post by Trouble* on Aug 26, 2007 0:13:21 GMT -5
Damn youz woman, I told you NOT IN PUBLIC!!! Now I gotta hit you... And do recall I was especially my usual "Arrogant" self that night. That's what a few shots of Vodka[/b] will do to you...lol. At first I was just being playful, but then when you'd look back over to me while home boy was goin on about whatever the hell he was goin on about, I started to get the idea. But honestly, when I spotted you two exchanging numbers, I figured that was as far as it'd go. That's when I bounced. Who knew you'd find me again, but I'm sure as hell glad you did. And to be honest, I think I kissed your forehead because I missed your lips...LMAO. Seriously though, you've got a cute forehead, so I said what the hell. I like being "Abstract". [/quote] A few? |
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Post by cade on Aug 26, 2007 0:14:07 GMT -5
What the hell is a guy that old doing in Webster Hall? JESUS!!!
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I was out with two of my friends, and naturally I was the target of every guy who laid eyes on me. It was a Saturday night, and like 90 degrees in the city, so in the club it was even hotter. Anyway, my two friends are off on the dance floor with these two dude, one of them has her tongue down this guys throat, looool. One of the girls that worked there comes up to me and asks if I'd sign up for the "Sexy Singles Auction" they do on Saturdays. So me being me, I sign up thinking if ANYTHING I'll at least get a free VIP pass from it, and maybe even meet a decent guy.